Zhanga: March 27, 2004

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Saturday, March 27, 2004 (13 comments)

Mrs. Fischler was very nice to me today and apologized for going ballistic on me yesterday. David apologized not once, but twice for his mom's behavior. Either Dutter gave her the beatdown, or keeping a nice tone on the phone is actually useful. David is also surprisingly reliable in Frisbee, more so than David Wu or David Me.

I start the day by waking up at 6:55 when I hear a funny sound in my dream, which turned out to be Charles calling me (oops, misplaced modifier). So we were a little later than expected, but not late to the thing. Charles and I carry the trebuchet in, and 5 minutes later, I realize I don't have my phone. So I look for my keys when I realize... crap, I had left it in the lock on the trunk. I run back, and surprisingly my stuff is still there. And I forgot to mention that somehow I paralleled 0.3" (back) and 0.6" (front) from the curb. I had fun getting out because I could turn the front wheels effectively.

The next good thing was Astronomy getting canceled because some dumb teacher didn't show up. That's the only event I did well in at regionals, and the only one [Gene and] I raped last year. Physics lab was also canceled. These two Stupids killed our team score.

[insert 17 failures here and a 1st place to Dragos and Gene on Cell Biology (nice!)]

On the way back, I decided that I would never drive on the highway again after an exhausting day. I didn't fall asleep as bad as last time, but my mind was wanting to shut down very badly.

And holy crap the funniest black lady ever happened to Charles and me. I'm at this left turn which just turns yellow. There's a car going through the intersection so obviously I can't go. She honks at me while this moving car is in directly in front of me (by this time I have even released the brakes). So I get pissed. We go down this 2 lane road in different lanes, and I decide I want to get in front of her and annoy the hell out of her. Well, this doesn't happen immediately because she accelerates about twice as fast as I did or could. Charles meanwhile is cracking up at my car's patheticness (not to say that I'm not). But then there is a red light, and being as crazy as she is, she changes into my lane because the line is one car shorter. It just so happens that the guy to the right of me drives really slowly. So I just parallel him for about half a mile, while Charles and I laugh our heads off at the frustrated lady behind us. Then the guy speeds up, or something happens (I don't remember), because then there is this 20 foot gap between my car and the one in front of me. I step on it really hard, but we were going up a hill. I had no chance of closing the gap. Meanwhile, this lady is also mashing it and gets beside me. Somehow she manages to get into this 20 foot (now like 17) foot gap without killing anything. I slammed the horn and stuck my middle finger up to the windshield for the next quarter mile. Unfortunately, this provoked no reply.

I'm going to sleep now. Seriously. Look at the time =)

Oh, have fun, Spain kids.

7:18PM

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Dutter said "good, now I don't have to redo Ronjon's NHS recommendation form" when I told her that he's going. Maybe that will make Gay's dad happy.

I can't wait until this crap Science Olympiad is over... such a waste of time, especially dealing with crap like this:

If you don't know Fischler, don't read the stuff below.

I took M. Fischler off of the list for astronomy. He got really mad. His mom was incredibly mad. She called me to waste 25 minutes of my time (when I was pressed for time already anyways) and cell minutes, and told me that it's ridiculous and "shitty" treatment for me to tell him the day before that he's removed from the event. He deserves to do it because he did everything he was supposed to, studied a lot, put stuff on the laptop, etc etc (major BS). Yes, I admit that I should have told him earlier. But he was only on the list in the first place because Gene had a scheduling problem and I thought that M. Fischler > 0. I was badly mistaken.

Before regionals, he did not study at all. It was readily apparent in his lack of understanding of 1st-grade-Dragos-concepts (you can replace Dragos with Chang or Vincent if you like). Not to mention that nothing on the computer worked and it only wasted time. By not contributing to half a question and also wasting my time, he should not earn a spot on this event. So why is Dragos replacing him even though he is already doing like 5 other events? Because the worst case scenario is that Dragos falls asleep and does not annoy me. However, the more likely scenario is that Dragos knows a lot more that I do, and thus can contribute negative infinity times more to the team than Michael could. Why should a Fischler get a first place medal for almost taking away one from me? I feel cheated.

This funny mom sounded so angry and threatening. The fury, threats, complete lack of respect, and unnecessary obscenities gave me an awesome impression. Would you talk this way to Mrs. Dutter? I think not. I'm sure Mrs. Dutter will enjoy this story, as she enjoys all stories about all stupid people and their stupid acts. By personally insulting me, she has secured an assurance that the possibility of Michael doing astronomy will not exist next year and for as long as I have influence over Science Club. And I have a feeling that this will be throughout all of his high school career.

I did take out Dragos and put Michael back on though, because I had to get going and so had to get this lady off the phone as quickly as I could. If we miss a Mars moon question because of the lack of Dragos, I'm going to be so freaking mad.

However, trying to scare me many times with "and I WILL tell Ms. Dutter tomorrow" will not get anyone anywhere. Do you think Mrs. Dutter will do something to me because I attempted to increase our chances of winning? Actually, would she do anything to me for anything short of firebombing her house? I will enjoy this complaint thoroughly. It will be the highlight of the day today.

Practically the only thing worse she could have done was to make a racist remark against Chinamen. Now that would not have ended up pretty.

Today is going to be incredibly unproductive...

12:45AM

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